Date: Wed, 3 Nov 1999 23:01:49 -0500
From: Sidney Gittler
Subject: Camp Au Naturel Part 4
The following story is a work of fiction involving sex between teen boys
and teen boys and younger boys. If this offends you, my apologies, and
please leave and take any minors or those who live in areas where this kind
of story is illegal with you. For those who are left, enjoy.
All comments welcome at sidg@compuserve.com.
Camp Au Naturel: Week 4
by Sid G.
The first three weeks at camp the weather was perfect. Very few
clouds, plenty of sun and temperatures in the 80's during the days and low
70's at night. Just perfect for a lot of men and boys running around
starkers the whole day. Starkers, I learned that one from an English kid
in the oldest bunk.
But that was the first three weeks, this is week four and our luck
ran out. It's Thursday now and we haven't seen the sun since we went to
lunch Monday. The first day, hour or so, it was cool. We ran out of the
dining hall and rolled around in the mud, slipping and sliding and grabbing
whatever body part we could.
And I mean all of us, from bunk one through the staff. I ended up
on my back covered with five muddy boys from bunk one. These six and
seven-year-old nudists were grabbing every piece of me they could. Finally
one of them took me in his mouth and started licking my head. I moaned, as
my cock got harder, one of the other little things started stroking the
part that the sucker couldn't get into his mouth. A third started
frenching me and I realized he was dry fucking my stomach at the same time.
I glanced around and saw the remaining two were in a sixty-nine. The
sights and sensations were too much and I quickly shot my load into the
boy's mouth. He tried swallowing but when he raised his head there was cum
dripping from every inch of his smile.
Dislodging the boy on my chest I reached down and pulled that smile
to me. After a long kiss I inhaled his three inch hairless cock into my
mouth. The feel of my cum coated tongue on his cock had his littler pecker
straining at once, he started humping my mouth as fast and hard as he
could. Suddenly he screamed and shook as a powerful dry orgasm wracked his
body. I released his prick at once, afraid that I'd hurt him some how.
But then, death by orgasm doesn't seem so bad, does it?
He wasn't dead though. After the first spasms passed he lay on top
of me until he calmed down and got his breath back.
"Wow, that was great. I always wondered what was so great about
sex until now," he said.
"I'm your first one?" I asked.
"No," he looked at me like I was an idiot. "Just you're the first
man so I've never tasted cum or been sucked like that."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. My name's Rod."
"I'm Timothy Robbins, the youngest boy at camp."
"Pleased to meet you Timothy Robbins, maybe we can do this again
when it stops raining."
"Cool, see you later." With that the tiny force rose and flew
toward some of his friends.
That was three days ago and it hasn't stopped raining yet. We
stayed in the bunk the rest of the day and slept. I do mean sleep as in
close ones eyes and let Mr. Sandman do his work. Hell, we're teenagers and
need lots of rest. OK, one time I woke up and saw Ally and Brett sleeping
in each other's arms in Brett's bunk. That's the only way two can sleep in
one of these beds.
That night they showed us a movie about five teens stranded in the
desert. Best part was that the boys spent most of the movie with their
shirts off and the shortest of shorts. If that director wasn't a boy-lover
he was a blind eunuch.
The sex games started Tuesday morning after breakfast. The
temperature had dipped into the middle 60's so they made us wear jackets
with our shorts and sneakers to breakfast.
"Strip poker," Ally shouted as we got back into the bunk.
"Yeah," came about five voices.
"What's the loser get?" Jake said.
"As one of us gets naked he has to suck everybody who still has
cloths for two minutes. The ultimate winner gets to fuck the first loser."
We decided on five card draw with twos, one-eyed jacks and suicide
kings wild, but until one person was out all you could draw was one card.
Ally dealt and my hand was a three to six straight with an eight kicker. I
traded the eight in hopes of filling the open straight, and got another
eight in return.
Everybody else had at least a pair. I removed one sneaker. Four
more hands and I was naked, I had a belt on. Pedro was on my right and
volunteered to keep time. And he did a lousy job of it too, seemed like he
fell asleep somewhere around the one minute mark and woke up about three
minutes later for the "second" minute. Seven times!
I climbed onto my bed and watch them decide who was going to fuck
me. Without me everybody could pull up to two cards and the game became
more even. Though Ally, who had kept on dealing, only lost two hands and
still had his shorts, belt and jacket on when it came down to him and
Pedro. Brett gave them their two minutes each, and Pedro kept much better
time now. Pedro was down to his shorts which gave Ally an big edge.
"I'll do the dealing the rest of the way," I said swinging off the
bed.
"That's OK, I'll keep it," Ally said.
"No, let him, it's his ass," Pedro said.
"Oh, OK," Ally said as he handed me the deck."
As I shuffled I looked for markings but if they were there I didn't
spot them. "Five card draw, nothing wild, must show ace to draw four."
"Fine, just deal," Ally mumbled.
Two hands later it was even and Ally was getting pissed. I knew
he'd been fixing the game. I studied the cards as I shuffled them, but I
couldn't figure out how, unless it was in the dealing.
I dealt and Ally smiled. Pedro saw the smile and grimaced.
"Card's Ally?"
"I'll stick with this."
"It's your shorts," I said. "Pedro?"
"One," he tossed one on the floor and I flipped the top one two
him. He looked, shook his head.
"Full house, aces over kings," Ally said.
"Two pairs, queens over queens, strip partner," Pedro said as he
put down four lovely ladies.
"You drew the fourth queen?" Jake asked.
"No, Rod dealt them to me, just figured drawing one would make him
feel more confident."
"You son of a," Ally said.
"Now, now Ally, just strip and suck my cock nice and hard so I can
fuck Rod."
For a moment I thought Ally was going to jump Pedro but he stood
and slowly, seductively slid his shorts down to the ground. "That's
better, much much better. Now spread them mon ami. Oh, is there anyone
here who can keep track of time better than Pedro?"
"Oh, I think I can do that," Chris said.
"Thanks love," Pedro said and blew Chris a kiss.
Chris walked over and whispered into Pedro's ear.
"You mean that?" Pedro said and Chris nodded. Pedro nodded and
turned to Ally. "Sorry Rod, but I'm going to be busy in the shower for
awhile, I guess Ally gets your ass after all."
"Yeah, and don't get too sweaty Ally, the shower is going to be out
of order for quite a bit," Chris added with unusual firmness. Chris helped
Pedro up, took his hand and led him to the rear.
"Well, I'll be damned," Bob said.
"Rod, since Pedro won I'll give you an out," Ally said to my
surprise.
"Get a condom on before you cum standing there," I said.
He lifted his pillow and pulled one out. Before putting it on he
knelt behind me and spread my buns. Next thing I felt was his velvety
tongue pressing deep inside me, opening and moistening me up for what I
knew would be a good fuck. The tongue was replaced by first one and then
two fingers swirling around my insides.
"Ally fuck me, come on stud fuck my ass," I said.
"Ray, put the condom on me," Ally said.
I heard slurping sounds and knew Ray was getting Ally hard the rest
of the way, the package ripped and Ally shifted positions behind me. He
withdrew his fingers and slapped both my cheeks.
"Oh yes."
He slapped me again. "You like that, don't you boy?"
"Yes."
Twice more on both buns. "Yes what?"
"Yes sir."
"Well you'll get more of that later boy. Right now I'm going to
fuck that red ass of yours."
"Yes sir, fuck me sir." This subtle change was getting me really
hot.
Without warning he flipped me on my back, raised my legs on his
shoulder and rammed his thick five inch cock inside me. That quick his
balls were slapping my butt.
"How does that feel boy?" Ally said.
"Great sir."
"Damn right boy." Ally started stroking, long hard strokes that
ended with his nuts slapping my cheeks hard. I moved my left hand toward
my throbbing cock but had it knocked away. "No you don't, you don't touch
that until I say you touch it boy."
"Yes sir." I began wondering if Ally was going to keep this up
after he finished fucking me. All I could tell from his face was that he
was hot as hell and enjoying every second of it, and as a good bottom that
made me feel real good.
Ally was moving faster and faster with shorter strokes and the
throbbing organ inside my anus told me he was almost done.
"Oh shit, you are so fucking hot, I'm going to fill your ass with
cum now," Ally said and fired his load. The impact inside was so hard that
I wondered if the rubber had broken.
After catching his breath Ally resumed stroking my insides.
"Masturbate boy, let me see your cum all over your chest."
"Yes sir," I said and gratefully started stroking my rock hard
eight inches. Within seconds I was shooting my load high in the air and it
splattered everywhere when it hit my chest.
With the room silent we heard Pedro and Chris in the shower room.
Chris sounded like a stuck pig and Pedro sounded like he was doing the
sticking, but every so often the word love came from both boys. Ally
turned to Brett and their eyes locked.
"Take me Brett," Ally said.
"The shower's busy."
"Your bed's in the corner, the floor right here, I don't care, I
just want you."
"My bed," Brett said and helped Ally off me. Before they reached
the bed they were in each other's arms and kissing deeply. Bob and Ray
headed off together leaving Jake and me alone.
"I don't do sloppy seconds and you're done."
"I'm not 'sloppy' but I am done." I slipped my shorts and jacket
back on, "I'll be on the porch."
That night's entertainment was a series of porn movies that were
highly illegal. They involved boys of all ages doing all sorts of things.
I noticed some of the scenes could have been done at camp, one of the
scenes even involved what looked like John and Ally three years ago.
But I don't think many of us were paying much attention to the
movies anyway. The lights were dim and the place turned into one huge
orgy. Mostly I was with Pete but Robbins showed up with a couple of his
friends at one point and took care of both of us. Seeing Pete's cock go up
an ass even smaller than his own was a real turnon.
As I said though it's Thursday and still raining though the
forecast is for it to stop tonight and our perfect weather is supposed to
return at least long enough to dry all the fields up.
As faithful readers of my chronicles will surely remember I lost my
virginity to Ally last week in anticipation to being the banged of a gang
bang. It wasn't that I didn't want to do it but it wasn't how I wanted my
cherry taken.
Mr. Adonis, the camp director, released us from lunch and despite
the rain my bunkmates were walking slowly down the hill to the cabins. The
staff were all heading back to their cabins, this was turning into a
virtual week off for all of them. I noticed a large group in front of our
cabin. It seemed like a hundred boys were there and when they saw me they
turned and pointed.
"Gang bang, gang bang, gang bang, gang bang," somebody started and
the crowd quickly picked it up. Jake grabbed me by one arm and Brad the
other.
"Holy shit I said as I was paraded up the steps and inside. All
the bunks, except one, had been lined up against the walls. The eighth was
in the center of the room. There were two pillows at the head. Jake and
Brad led me to the bed and I lay down on my back. Quickly I felt my hands
being tied to the posts.
"Any last words," Ally said.
"What a fucking way to go," I said.
"Pete, your up first," Ally said and my love came into view between
my legs.
"I love you," he mouthed.
"I love you, now make love to me."
He lifted my legs and slowly inserted his cock into my rectum. He
took his time, eyes going from ecstasy to sorrow and back. I knew what he
was feeling, I wanted this but I wished they hadn't included Pete. Somehow
shielded him from it.
"Shit," he cried and shook with release.
"I love you" he said as he pulled out. Before I could say anything
he was out the door.
My bunkmates, starting with Pedro, went next. Then they started
with the line. The rules were simple. Nothing rough and if at all
possible pull out and shoot on my chest. If not empty the rubber onto me.
When it was over Ally told me that they had a fresh box of one hundred
condoms and they'd decided that would be it. But a lot of kids brought
their own so they weren't really sure how many times I'd been fucked.
"Holy shit, I can't believe it," I said when he finished untying
me.
"Neither can I. No way could I have done what you just did. The
most I've ever been involved in is a threesome and we took turns fucking
each other once."
"Look Ally, I told you last week I wanted to do this, I didn't
expect this many but I wanted it."
"Is it over?" Pete called from the door.
"Yes, I was just going to get him something to drink," Ally said.
"He has a name, remember that," Pete said in a tone that surprised
all three of us. "I brought him a soda so get out of here."
In a minute the two of us were alone. I sipped at the soda and
held Pete close to me.
"I'm sorry they involved you in this," I said.
He looked up at me. "You wanted this?" Tears started to fall and
I brushed them away.
"When they talked about it I thought it was just a bunk thing,
nothing like this. Part of me liked it, the perverted part that likes to
be used by every man or boy with a cock. The part of me that likes the
feel of dried cum on my chest."
"Must be an inch thick right now," Pete said, and giggled.
I pulled him to me and we kissed. Kissed deeper, harder and longer
than ever before. "Then there's the part of me that wants us more than
anything else. That swears to you that I will never let anything like this
happen again. That I won't do anything that makes you this unhappy."
"Because you're scared of Mike?"
"I don't give a fuck about Mike and his threats. You are very
special to me and I want to make you happy."
"You promising fidelity?"
"Is that what you want?"
"No, just," he stopped talking and we resumed our kissing. Finally
he stood up and led me into a shower stall, turned the water on and washed
me clean. There wasn't an ounce of cum on me. Once done he knelt and took
me into his mouth with the warm water still running over us. Slowly he
pleasured me, making me forget all the fun of the afternoon, the ache in my
rear and replaced it with the tenderness and lust that went from his mouth
to my groin until I filled his stomach with my seed.
He stood, we kissed until voices called telling us it was time for
supper.
To be continued in Week 5